KURT

I never thought I’d be in Alex Maynard’s kitchen drinking coffee made by Alex Maynard. No, let me rephrase that. I never thought I’d be invited for dinner at Alex Maynard’s house by Alex Maynard.

But yet somehow I was sitting in his kitchen now and he was staring at me.

I swallowed the coffee in my mouth then put the mug back down on the kitchen counter.

I cleared my throat.

“Thanks for the coffee.”

“What?” he said.

Oh, he was in thought. So he wasn’t looking at me then. Not disappointing at all.

“Sorry,” he said.

“Is something wrong?” I asked tentatively.

“No, why do you ask?” he said defensively.

“Because...you invited me...for dinner.&rdquo...

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